My Grandma Stanley died a couple of days before Christmas last December and she has been on my mind. I was reading again what Gabby wrote about her because I love Gabrielle's writing and what she wrote is sweet and comforting to me.
As I remember little things about her, I hope that you won't mind me sharing.
The other day I was trying to get a little boy at church to stop crying. I found a plant and made him cry into it so that the water wouldn't be wasted . . . I learned that from Grandma Stanley.